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And there's an easy place down Gallowgate
To the east end of Glasgow
It's a ballroom of remembrance and a disco
Where the shooting stars light up the fresco
Where the lost ones and the lovers go to carry on
We sang about the Nicky Tams
In the back room of the Scotia
Where we drank sweet wines
And called for neon pints of Fidel Castro
'Til it was time to fly to dreamland
Out of Baird's, upstairs, to hell or to heaven we'd go
Come all you dreamers
Hear the sound of the Barras Hummer
Come all you dreamers to Barrowland
Hear Mags MacIvor
And the ghost of the gay birds calling
Come all you dreamers to Barrowland
And the lassies of the Broomielaw
In their Cuban heels are dancing
Here's Our Lady of the Clyde
And there's Jinky Johnson
They've come to rock and roll at the church of Ceili
And to waltz beneath the carousel of healing
And to jitterbug and to boogie the night away
Come all you dreamers
Hear the sound of the Barras Hummer
Come all you dreamers to Barrowland
Hear Mags MacIvor
And the ghost of the gay birds calling
Come all you dreamers to Barrowland